~Five Days ago~

Martier slipped off her shoes, reached down, and rubbed her feet. She thought about Tim's foot rubs but changed the directions of those thoughts. With a sigh she padded barefoot into the small kitchen for bottled water. The Centre had found her an apartment that she could afford even on her meager wages. Her apartment was only a combined kitchen and living area and then a bedroom with a small, adjacent bathroom. It was a far cry from her cottage. Not ...